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“
Then
,
”
I
said
,
much
amused
,
“
you
think
that
if
you
were
mixed
up
in
a
crime
,
say
a
murder
,
you
’
d
be
able
to
spot
the
murderer
right
off
?
”
“
Of
course
I
should
.
Mightn
’
t
be
able
to
prove
it
to
a
pack
of
lawyers
.
But
I
’
m
certain
I
’
d
know
.
I
’
d
feel
it
in
my
fingertips
if
he
came
near
me
.
”
“
It
might
be
a
‘
she
’
,
”
I
suggested
.
“
Might
.
But
murder
’
s
a
violent
crime
.
Associate
it
more
with
a
man
.
”
“
Not
in
a
case
of
poisoning
.
”
Mrs
.
Cavendish
’
s
clear
voice
startled
me
.
“
Dr
.
Bauerstein
was
saying
yesterday
that
,
owing
to
the
general
ignorance
of
the
more
uncommon
poisons
among
the
medical
profession
,
there
were
probably
countless
cases
of
poisoning
quite
unsuspected
.
”
“
Why
,
Mary
,
what
a
gruesome
conversation
!
”
cried
Mrs
.
Inglethorp
.
“
It
makes
me
feel
as
if
a
goose
were
walking
over
my
grave
.
Oh
,
there
’
s
Cynthia
!
”
A
young
girl
in
V
.
A
.
D
.
uniform
ran
lightly
across
the
lawn
.
“
Why
,
Cynthia
,
you
are
late
to
-
day
.
This
is
Mr
.
Hastings
—
Miss
Murdoch
.
”
Cynthia
Murdoch
was
a
fresh
-
looking
young
creature
,
full
of
life
and
vigour
.
She
tossed
off
her
little
V
.
A
.
D
.
cap
,
and
I
admired
the
great
loose
waves
of
her
auburn
hair
,
and
the
smallness
and
whiteness
of
the
hand
she
held
out
to
claim
her
tea
.
With
dark
eyes
and
eyelashes
she
would
have
been
a
beauty
.
